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Box Number Four · 四号纸箱

English · 英语 · heartland rock · folk-rock · 男女对唱 · 4:08

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“Box Number Four · 四号纸箱” is an English heartland rock track with a warm feel shaped around folk-rock. Listen free on Ollie Music, read the lyrics, and discover related songs in the same language and style.

Language:
English
Style:
heartland rock
Duration:
4:08

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

One is your books, two is my records, three is stuff we never use

Somebody wrote the numbers on the side in permanent blue

And then there was a fourth one that we filled up from the shelf

And neither of us wrote a name on it, not even for ourselves

[Pre-Chorus]

Two bowls from the market, one plant that we forgot to water

A number plate we took off the door of the first apartment

And a duck

[Chorus]

Box number four, neither of us knows whose it is

Two bowls, one dead plant, and a duck nobody bought

We stood in the doorway for forty minutes with a Sharpie in our hand

And we couldn't write your name and we couldn't write mine

Box number four, and the tape is still on the side

[Verse 2]

You said you'd take the records if I'd take the ugly lamp

I said the lamp's the only thing worth keeping from the whole damn camp

And we both laughed at the same time which is somehow worse than fighting

'Cause the box is in the middle and neither one of us is writing

[Pre-Chorus]

Two bowls from the market, one plant that we forgot to water

A number plate we took off the door of the first apartment

And a duck

[Chorus]

Box number four, neither of us knows whose it is

Two bowls, one dead plant, and a duck nobody bought

We stood in the doorway for forty minutes with a Sharpie in our hand

And we couldn't write your name and we couldn't write mine

Box number four, and the tape is still on the side

[Bridge]

And I carried it upstairs and I put it on the shelf

Above the winter blankets and the things I keep myself

And I never wrote a number and I never wrote a name

And six years on it's up there and the tape is going grey

And I don't know if it's yours

And you don't know if it's mine

But we both know what's inside

[Harmonica Solo]

[Final Chorus]

Box number four, and the shelf is holding up

Two bowls, one dead plant, and a duck nobody bought

We stood in the doorway for forty minutes and we never did decide

So I'll take the whole damn box — and you can keep the other side

Box number four, and the tape is still on the side

(I'll take the box)

(You keep the side)

[Outro]

Box number four

Box number four

Somebody write a name on it